Rp: Xenophilius
Who: Xenophilius Where: Westminster Abbey When: November 5th at 10pm What: An explosion
Xenophilius walked slowly, haltingly down the crowded path. Everywhere he looked there were people laughing, chatting, and setting off fireworks. A large bonfire burned in the center of the lawn, illuminating the large building to his left. He knew it was Westminster Abbey, but he also knew that he shouldn't know that. It was all tied in somehow, the voice in his head, the Abbey, the wand clutched in his hand...
A little girl with blonde pigtails ran by him with a handful of sparklers, shrieking with joy as her young father ran after her. She reminded Xenophilius of, of...
Of Luna! My Luna! Sweet baby girl love of my life Luna where is Luna can't do this no no Luna Luna Luna
Of someone. He couldn't remember. It wasn't important.
Words appeared in his mind, Latin words that seemed familiar yet completely foreign all at once. He didn't know what they meant, but he did know he had to point the wand in his hand at the roaring bonfire and say them.
He raised his hand.
Not, no! I can't do this it's wrong no no no Luna Luna LUNA!
His fingers trembled.
Do it. Say it. NOW!
I'm sorry Luna
" Omniatus mormorte!"
Yellow light leaped from the wand and the fire began to glow with an unnatural light. Brighter and brighter till the people began to scream in pain and claw at their eyes. The last thing Xenophilius saw was the little girl with pigtails writhing on the ground. Then the bonfire exploded with a deafening bang and Xenophilius knew no more.